Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 107 - 93: With Your Blood, I Accomplish My Great Achievement!

The scholar dashed through the mountains for three hundred miles, lit a bonfire, and went to the nearby stream to catch a big fish weighing more than ten pounds.

When he returned to the bonfire, Xuanping was already sitting by the fire with the help of Jiang Miaoxian.

"Wouldn’t this worsen your injuries?"

Xuanping replied, "It’s good to get some fresh air occasionally."

Chen Qing scaled and roasted the fish, "How did you get injured?"

Xuanping didn’t hide it, "Failed at the Foundation Establishment in the north."

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She smiled, as radiant as a flower after rain, "But next time, I won’t fail."

She spoke with great confidence.

"What about you, why aren’t you staying in the tribe and instead are wandering around? Your cultivation hasn’t reached the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, right?"

Chen Qing feigned a slight anger, "The old scoundrel won’t tolerate me!"

Xuanping laughed smugly, "With skills like yours, you indeed easily provoke the leader’s suspicion in a small tribe."

"Even Hu Kui doesn’t often encounter someone as strong as you."

"Our Xuan Bird tribe is a large tribe with a Great Witch overseeing it. We now have three Hu Kui in our tribe, so you don’t need to worry about us not accepting you."

Chen Qing looked sideways, "I just want to live a peaceful life."

He was not an ambitious person, just wanting to live quietly and practice in his own small domain.

His cultivation goal was modest, merely seeking longevity.

Chen Qing wasn’t entirely convinced by Xuanping’s words, could they really protect him?

"Hopefully."

After eating the fish, Chen Qing leaned against a tree to sleep.

Xuanping watched Chen Qing, clearly guessing his past experiences.

Born with immense strength, gaining fame as a young man, standing out, and then provoking fear from the tribe’s leader, facing various difficulties.

Finally, unable to endure it, he left angrily.

Very common, very typical.

The only thing that puzzled her was that Chen Qing lacked the aura of a hero.

She didn’t like the so-called hero aura. People with it often died because of it.

Those people would compete, they would fight, and end up dying from their pride.

Cultivation was a long journey; it wasn’t about being brilliant at any moment, but about how long you could live.

She thought Chen Qing could live a long time.

Just like her father, who was already two hundred and twenty-three years old.

Born at twenty-six, she had only seen her father once at the tribal assembly.

The only thing making her uncomfortable was that she didn’t see admiration in Chen Qing’s eyes.

This gave her a tiny sense of frustration.

Only a tiny bit.

The next day, on the road, Chen Qing actually hoped to encounter enemies he could easily handle.

So it would seem he exerted great effort in escorting Xuanping back to the Xuan Bird tribe.

Then he’d have more bargaining chips in negotiations.

Yet he didn’t want the enemies too strong to avoid risking his life.

All in all, quite conflicting.

But for now, it was somewhat comforting that Xuanping believed the pursuers were after her, which made Chen Qing feel much relieved.

Handling his pursuers and gaining a village and a scroll along the way was quite satisfying.

After three days, covering eighteen hundred miles, they finally came across a town where Chen Qing could easily see a mass of dried bones outside from afar.

He closed his eyes, listened to the wind, and knew that the people in this town were not to be trifled with, so he turned directly, taking Jiang Miaoxian away.

They traveled in a straight line, scaling mountains, crossing rivers, and in many places, Jiang Miaoxian didn’t recognize.

Fortunately, the general direction was correct.

On this day, Chen Qing ran across a river over water and saw a boundary stele in the pile of dry grass.

Looking carefully, it read Nanli Green Bird Tribe.

Jiang Miaoxian was very happy, "Brother, we’ve reached the Nanli territory. If this is the Green Bird Tribe, we only need to cross three more big rivers to return to the Xuan Bird tribe."

Jiang Miaoxian eagerly anticipated returning to the Xuan Bird tribe, so she wouldn’t have to be carried by Chen Qing on the road.

Thinking of this, she felt a slight sense of loss.

Reading Jiang Miaoxian’s mind wasn’t of much interest to Chen Qing, "Is there a way to contact folks from the Xuan Bird tribe?"

Jiang Miaoxian said, "This is the Green Bird Tribe, not our territory. But we can first go to the royal city and request an audience with the Great Witch."

"With the Great Witch sending someone to escort us back, there wouldn’t be any danger."

Chen Qing didn’t like the imperial capital, nor did he like the royal city.

There were too many unknowns in those places.

"Let’s not go to the royal city; we’ll detour back."

Jiang Miaoxian said, "We can’t just freely cross others’ territories. We’ll be considered invaders if discovered."

Chen Qing said, "No worries, I can avoid them."

This made Chen Qing somewhat annoyed, not expecting to slow down after reaching Nanli territory.

He had first to use Wind’s Breath to probe the road ahead before proceeding.

Except for that day’s outing, Xuanping mainly slept in an ice coffin, using the cold to suppress her injuries.

Jiang Miaoxian had a Snow Gu, repairing the melting ice coffin daily.

On the first day of the fourth month, Chen Qing traveled until late at night before stopping, asking Jiang Miaoxian to look after Xuanping, and went out to a gathering, returning with prey.

Nothing particularly important was said at this gathering; the scholar’s writings were still under verification. He hadn’t yet ascended to Daoist Master and couldn’t retrieve the "Dragon Tiger True Gang."

With Xuanping, they crossed mountains and ridges for half a month. Besides encountering an unruly demon beast on the road, they encountered almost no danger.